329: Chapter 328 Suppressing Him for Ten Years

Zheng Yi's question made Wang Shuo pause slightly.

Materials that cannot be obtained by others?

Are there any?

Of course there are.

Not to mention that to maximize the Electromagnetic Rifle's electromagnetic performance, Wang Shuo directly used the then-rare iron-based superconducting materials for the coils; even the gun barrel was a high-performance alloy that Wang Shuo created by referencing the material ratios of the Humanoid Race.

This alloy's magnetic permeability is close to zero, meaning it hardly induces any magnetic field and can maximize the purity of the magnetic flux lines.

Even without counting these, to maximize the rifle's battery life, Wang Shuo used the latest Condensed Matter Battery; to make the gun body lighter and more durable, he used a new type of polymer material that Zhao Cheng had specifically expedited for him; even the supercapacitors inside were products carefully optimized by Wang Shuo.

It can be said that without these components, the new Electromagnetic Rifle would not exist, and every single one of these items is now an object frantically pursued by researchers worldwide.

Watching Wang Shuo remain silent, Zheng Yi's expression lost its composure, and she asked again with some nervousness: "Are there any?"

Wang Shuo nodded slightly.

Zheng Yi frowned slightly, her expression becoming grave once more.

"Sister Zheng."

Wang Shuo couldn't help but ask: "What exactly happened?"

Zheng Yi looked up at Wang Shuo, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You are the designer of the Electromagnetic Rifle, so you have a certain right to know. Do you remember the batch of Electromagnetic Rifles I had you deliver before?"

"Of course."

Wang Shuo nodded.

Back then, to produce that batch of rifles, he had owed Chen Zhongxuan a huge favor, and he himself had worked non-stop for a day and a night, so the impression was quite profound.

"Do you know why we required you to urgently deliver so many finished products even before the contract was officially signed?"

Wang Shuo did have a guess about this.

"Was there an emergency mission?"

"Yes."

Zheng Yi nodded and said: "The Electromagnetic Rifle you provided has performance in all aspects superior to current service equipment. To better test its various parameters under real combat conditions, we assigned it to an important unit executing a temporary mission."

As for what important unit it was or what mission they were executing, even though Wang Shuo is the designer of the firearm, this was absolutely classified information.

Since Zheng Yi didn't say, Wang Shuo didn't ask, just listening quietly.

"The results showed that the new Electromagnetic Rifle family has excellent performance, can fully adapt to the various needs of the battlefield environment, and has guaranteed reliability. The soldiers who used it highly approved of it, and the Military Department specifically held a meeting to include your Electromagnetic Rifle in next year's equipment replacement plan..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Yi looked up and said to Wang Shuo: "Congratulations, Boss Wang, you have now officially entered the Military Department's procurement list. The procurement catalog will likely be sent over in a few days."

In normal times, Wang Shuo would probably have happily accepted the compliment and might even have made a cheeky remark, but now, having already guessed something through Zheng Yi's attitude, he really couldn't feel happy.

Wang Shuo said: "Sister Zheng, this is something we had already discussed, so there's nothing to be happy about. I'd rather know why you asked about the Electromagnetic Rifle's materials."

Zheng Yi sighed softly: "You've already guessed it, haven't you?"

"I'd rather hear you say it yourself."

Zheng Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "On the battlefield, anything can happen, and they were prepared."

Wang Shuo was silent, and after a long while, he asked: "How many?"

"Four. One is seriously injured and is still in emergency surgery."

"Can I go see them?"

"No."

"What did their sacrifice gain?"

"It gained the safe return of your compatriots."

Zheng Yi looked at the somewhat despondent Wang Shuo and said softly: "Any mission will have sacrifices. They completed their mission very well; you don't need to be sad for them."

Wang Shuo did not speak.

Zheng Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "We now want to know, if the lost Electromagnetic Rifles fall into enemy hands, will they be completely analyzed? Could the materials you used be replicated in a short time? Is it possible for them to produce an Electromagnetic Rifle with the same performance?"

"Who do you mean by 'they'?"

Zheng Yi said softly: "What if it is... the United States?"

The United States?

Wang Shuo shook his head slightly: "They won't."

Zheng Yi's eyes brightened slightly.

"Sister Zheng, in fact, when I was making the Electromagnetic Rifle, I had already considered the issue of confidentiality. So, I installed a simple small Chip inside the Electromagnetic Rifle. Besides displaying the gun's status, it is also endowed with simple judgment logic. If it encounters forceful disassembly, it will directly activate the battery and supercapacitor to burn out the Electromagnetic Rifle's coils, rendering it completely useless."

"Moreover, I trust our soldiers; even if they sacrifice themselves, they won't let the Electromagnetic Rifle fall into enemy hands intact."

Zheng Yi nodded.

Indeed, before executing the mission, they had already issued an order to keep the Electromagnetic Rifle strictly confidential. If they could not guarantee a safe escape from the danger zone, they would rather blow it up than let it be confiscated.

"Sister Zheng, don't worry."

Wang Shuo said calmly: "Not to mention that they might only get wreckage; even if they got a complete rifle, I can guarantee that I will suppress them for at least ten years!"

Ten years is not a short amount of time.

God knows what Wang Shuo will be able to produce for the China military ten years from now.

An Electromagnetic Rifle?

By then, even a beggar probably wouldn't give it a second look.

Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy stone had fallen from her heart.

She stood up and said: "I'm going to make a call."

Then she left the office directly.

In the office, Wang Shuo sat on the sofa, picked up his teacup and took a small sip of the now slightly cool tea, casting his gaze outside the window as his eyes gradually turned cold.

The mobile phone screen on the desk lit up at some point, displaying a piece of news.

It was a piece of news that Wang Shuo had been ignoring.

A headline was displayed at the very top of the screen.

"Armed riots break out in Somalia, China evacuates citizens in time, the first batch of citizens arrives safely!"

In the photo below, a man wearing a hat walks off a warship in high spirits, his face painted with the China flag, the red color quite vivid.

And at this moment, in the suburbs of Hanzhong City.

A black sedan stopped under an old small building. The car door opened, and a sturdy man stepped out of the passenger seat and opened the back door of the car.

A slightly thin man followed him out of the car, looking around.

"Follow me."

The sturdy man said in broken Chinese with a muffled voice.

young man did not speak upon hearing this, just quietly followed.

Walking into the small building, the two went one after another until they reached the third floor. Before they even entered the door, a hearty laugh came from inside.

"Hahaha, my dear Mr. Ning Hao, you have finally arrived."

young man heard this and looked up to see a slightly balding Middle-aged man walking up quickly with a laugh.

"Who are you?"

young man frowned, full of vigilance.

"Haha."

The Middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said: "You can call me Lawyer Cai; of course, I would prefer you to call me..."

"The Publisher."